Harry Potter and The Power Within

AN: Well, I've wrote the ending, and I know I am going to piss a lot of you people out there off, because it pissed my friend off when I told him, but meh! It will make the sequel better and once I done that I'm going to do a prequel of Forge's earlier life. And I'm sorry bout last chapter, it was kind of awkward but this chapter should be good and it should be coming up same day as 11, so enjoy!

!!!This story will NOT be abandoned!!!

!!!All spells are in Italian and can be translated for all the nit pickers lol just in case you wanted to know shrugs!!!

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Chapter Twelve - Battles and Death

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As soon as Harry jumped into the Great Hall his jaw dropped.

Death Eaters were all around in there swarms destroying anything and everything. Harry's eyes quickly scanned the room and he spotted all the teachers in one corner fighting with everything they had and Voldemort and Dumbledore fighting not to far away from him.

Instantly his training kicked in and he dropped and rolled as a spell went fizzing past his head. He pulled out two swords, each were the exact opposite of the other. One was gold and single edged while the other was a silver double edged broad sword which was longer and heavier than the gold one, but just as deadly in Harry's hands. He rolled onto his feet at the same time as drawing his sword and cleaved a DE cleanly in half.

Harry roared in rage when he saw the teachers start to get pushed further and further back. This brought the attention of everyone in the hall teachers and DE even Dumbledore and Voldemort stopped to look at Harry. This was a fatal for the DE because with another roar and an immense burst of power and speed Harry was cleaving his way through all the DE to make his way to the teachers, everyone of the black robe wearing scum died as soon as Harry got near them. He was moving at such a speed he seemed a blur but some of the DE and even the teachers thought they could see the outline of black leathery wings in the blur as the DE fell like flies as Harry burst through them all.

He stood next to the teachers with Death written all over his face. Out of nowhere his staff reappeared in his hands with he started to spin rapidly in his hands, focusing all his hate for these people in front of them. Voldemort stood in shock as he sensed the immense power building in Harry's hands as he spun it faster and faster until it looked like a moving wheel in his hands. Just when the power was starting to cackle around him as raw energy the spinning stopped and Harry slammed the bottom of the staff down on the floor with the ruby pointing up. Nothing happened but the ruby was starting to glow brighter and brighter casting a red glow on three quarters of the DE in front of him, then the light flashed and swept over all the DE vaporizing them to dust.

This made Voldemort scream in rage at his DE to kill Harry, and in the same moment a wave of sickly green spells were shooting towards the teachers and Harry. Harry started to twirl his staff so fast it started to blur and look like he was carrying a moving wheel and all the killing curses started to change there flight path and move towards Harry's now spinning staff. Each one got sucked into the spin and made the blurring staff turn a toxic green in his hands and he stopped spinning it abruptly, then in one swift motion made a wide arc across his body in a wide semi circle and the spells were fired back as a green mist, killing anyone that was stupid enough to stand there and breathe it in.

All the Death Eaters quickly lost all the confidence in the fight and regrouped behind there Lord who had stopped fighting with Dumbledore to watch the spell that cannot be stopped, have that just done to it, stopped.

"Where did you get that power boy? With me you could have free reign over it, whilst here you have to obey by there laws, making them in control over you. Why not join me?" said Voldemort, trying to get Harry to join him instead of having to fight this boy, no man, in front of him.

"I will join you on one condition," at this everyone there gasped, Voldemort included then quickly recovered and a look of victory spread across his face but started to quickly fade away when he saw the look in Harry's eyes, "I'll join you if you can beat me in a duel, deal?" and at this even Dumbledore started to smile broadly and chuckle, remembering to well the duel he had had with Harry and lost, whilst Harry was holding back.

"Why should I agree to such a useless condition, I will beat you anyway" Voldemort snarled at Harry.

"Because this way, if by some chance you win, you get something out of it, other than my death, you get my help" Harry answered darkly while staring Voldemort directly in the eye, something Voldemort hadn't experienced in a long, long time. This young man in front of him was staring him directly in the eye whilst asking for a duel, he hadn't seen this since he killed his father, James Potter, and even then he couldn't maintain eye contact like this.

Voldemort felt a shudder run down his back. "I agree, but if I win, you must kill all your teachers here as well as join me, and we will also not kill each other, if you win by some freak chance it just means your friends here live, do you agree?"

"I do" Harry said then bowed deeply but never taking his eyes from Voldemort, who also did the same thing, then he assumed his duelling stance and held his staff out in front of him as Voldemort did the same with his wand.

Harry stood there waiting for the first spell to come, patiently waiting Voldemort out, which didn't take long as within under forty seconds Voldemort muttered some spell which was a strange orange colour and Harry ducked in time just to feel it shoot past by his head.

Harry raised his own staff and through all the basic spells he knew, every single spell he had ever been taught at Hogwarts he started to fire off at Voldemort, his teachers and Voldemort were puzzled by this, until the spells reached there target and shattered the shield Voldemort had risen without anyone seeming to know about, except Harry, who quickly after sent a torrent of water at him closely followed by a rope of fire.

Voldemort raised his wand and sent a barrage of fireballs at the water but didn't notice the fire rope behind it, and his fireballs just seemed to fuel it even more causing him to have to leap out of the way, non to elegantly. Harry couldn't help but chuckle at that, the most powerful Dark Lord of the time was stumbling about with his ropes singed, it was a sight to behold, he even herd some of the teachers behind him giggle slightly. This just helped in pissing off Voldemort even more though and he stood at his full height and glared up into Harry's eyes, Up?, he thought to himself, and when he looked properly he realised Harry was standing tall and proud with power crackling around his body with a gaze that could make the dead scream in his eyes. Voldemort started to seriously doubt himself now, this man in front of him could beat him, and he knew it as did Voldemort yet Harry never attacked. He just stood there watching Voldemort as if he was some small lost animal and that was enough to snap Voldemort out of his stupor and pull out the big guns.

"MORTE VIGA" Voldemort bellowed causing a gasp to come from Dumbledore and Harry as the most powerful and ancient curse came at Harry. The blood red beam shot towards Harry with the front of the beam in the shape of a skull. Harry was instantly building up his power around his body and just as the curse was about to hit Harry threw a powerful thunder bolt at the curse which exploded upwards showering everyone in little red sparks that burnt the skin to the touch.

Voldemort was positively trembling now, that curse was the most powerful one in creation yet here was Harry standing in front of him without a scratch or even breaking into a sweat and managed to reflect and counter the curse. It was just impossible!

Voldemort was now getting desperate. Harry was standing there not attacking anymore and just looked at Voldemort with that cold dark look in his eyes then in a blur of motion that Voldemort's eyes couldn't keep up with Harry had his staff pointed at him and a red beam of light was shooting towards Voldemort, a spell he knew all the well, the Cructius Curse, this was the last spell he was expecting and as such, didn't even have a chance of moving out of the way in time before he fell to the floor screaming in a blood chilling way and all the Death Eaters, which were circling the duel, started to flee as they watched there master fall by this man in front of them, it was to dangerous to be here and they all bolted to the door, this was enough to send all the teachers into action and started to fire off stunners into the sea of block roped people with the sound of Voldemort screaming in there ears.

Harry moved over and stood at Voldemort's head. He looked down at the filth of the man beneath him, he had cursed so many people with this yet when it was cast on himself he could barely keep his bladder.

"You disgrace me, you call yourself a Lord yet you are nothing more than a WORM!" Harry roared and some of his emotion started to leak through into the spell causing Voldemort even more pain as he struggled beneath him. "This is for all the people you have ever killed and no doubt will kill again" and with that Harry pushed even more power into the spell. "This is for making my life a living hell!" and again, yet more power was pushed through Harry's staff. "AND THIS IS FOR MY PARENTS" Harry's voice boomed out around the hall and everyone stopped what they were doing to watch. Harry was standing there with his Staff buckled under the power that was pouring out of it and his eyes no longer there emerald green that sparkled with power but a solid gold, his entire eyes seemed to small snitches where his eyes should be and they were casting out there own eerie light which fell upon Voldemort and caused burns to appear where ever he looked on him.

A bold Death Eater ran from the crowd to his master while Harry was focused intently on there master and he dashed foreword and sent a killing curse over his shoulder and herd a thumping noise and someone crying out meaning he hit one of the teachers but didn't care as he pulled out a small metal coin from his robes and grabbed his masters foot just as Harry turned his attention on him causing the same burns to appear on his skin. The Death Eater chocked out the activation word for the portkey between the cries of intense pain he was feeling form the eyes and vanished in a swirl of colour and a pull on the navel.

Harry watched Voldemort squirm under him and noticed a dark shadow creeping near, he looked at the Death Eater and was about to curse him away when he saw a flash of metal and the next moment Voldemort was gone with the Death Eater.

Harry let out a roar of anger and power flooded from his body, making Dumbledore and Voldemort combined seem like a less than average wizard and anyone in the hall bearing the Dark Mark fell to the floor in agony clutching at there for arms. It only took a few minuets before there arms burst into flame which slowly moved up there screaming bodies eating away at them. In the middle of it all was Harry standing tall and proud with wave after wave being pumped into the slowly dieing Death Eaters then he noticed the dead body of one of his teachers with Dumbledore looking Harry eye looking grim and showing his age. With a slight nod of the head Dumbledore confirmed Harry's fear and the power he was giving off increased ten fold, startling even Harry, his power was growing and didn't seem to want to stop anytime soon. His power was radiating from the school and into the surrounding area where the odd person would fall to the floor screaming in pain clutching at the left for arm.

Harry felt a strange ripping on his back. He quickly pulled off his t-shirt just in time as two huge leathery black wings burst from his back along with another massive peak in his power. The wings merged with his skin perfectly and were a smaller version of those he had in his dragon form and his power started to raise even higher and a faster rate. By now Harry's spell wave was spreading over half the country until he ran himself dry and all the power collapsed in on itself throwing Harry from his feet and into the wall on the other side of the hall.

Harry stood up slowly and shakily noticing that his wings seemed to have gone again, what the hell happened there, he thought to himself before he saw the crowd of teachers circling round someone on the floor all looking depressed in some way. Professor Sprout was openly crying and it looked like it was taking Dumbledore everything he had to stop from doing the same.

Harry slowly edged foreword. He looked down onto the pale face and felt his breath catch in his throat, it was at that time Harry felt all his strength and power leave him. He fell to the floor and before he had a chance to touch it he was un conscious oblivious to the world.

The teachers managed to catch Harry before he managed to hit the floor. They gently lowered him down and laid him down next to his fallen comrade. This boy before them, yes he was a boy to them, had managed to scare off an ocean of Death Eaters and injure Voldemort like non other had ever done before. He was there hero whether he wanted it or not.

Harry lay sleeping next to him teacher, and friend…

AN: This is best cliffe yet muwahahahahahaha!